Inventory

>look
You are in a dusty alcove. Nearby is something that is slowly stealing stuff from you, you just know it.

>check inventory
You are carrying:
A jar of Aqua Regia
The Autobot Matrix of Leadership
A terrible muffin from a coffee cart in Broad Ripple
A wilhelm scream
A slice of the trunk of Prometheus, the formerly oldest living organism
A Compass
A missing link
A Lucky Cabbit's Foot
A Box of One Dozen Mixed Doughnuts
A scale model of that cool mall fountain from 1988

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